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- In the early morning, accompanied by a ray of dazzling sunlight, I reluctantly opened my eyes. What I saw was a clean and tidy room except for my doghouse.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts" I stood up suddenly, a sharp headache accompanied by a dizzy and confused feeling made me lie back down with a "bang".
Ah, by the way, I was drinking with Garif last night
I rubbed my head, still full of memories of what happened last night.
Yuantai and the others were being chased, and then Galliver jumped out to the rescue. Then he and I went to the restaurant, and then what happened?
I searched my memory carefully, and apart from vaguely remembering that I seemed to have said a lot, I had no other impression.
Sohow did I come back?
"Are you awake? Get up as soon as you wake up. Xiaolan has already prepared breakfast. It's time for Ni to eat!" The door opened, and Conan's head suddenly stuck in and said to me.
"I just woke up, umcan I ask a question?"
"what is the problem?"
"How did I come back yesterdaywell?" Because I felt a little guilty, I tried to lower my voice and asked Conan in a low voice.
"Oh, yesterday, it was the man who walked with you who carried you back." Conan recalled a moment, with a meaningful smile on his face: "Xiaolan already knows, you are asking for your blessings." Bar."
After saying that, Conan shrank his head and dodged out.
¡°You bastard, you didn¡¯t even finish what you said. Xiaolan knows, what on earth do you know? Did you know that I went out drinking in the middle of the night and was still drunk? This is not good!
Leaning out, I carefully stepped out and tried my best to minimize my presence. After washing up, I quietly sat at the dining table without saying a word.
Xiaolan was sitting on her knees in front of the dining table with her eyes closed, seemingly unaware of my arrival. However, the terrifying air pressure had scared me to the point of jumping out of my skin.
"Ahem, kid, do you have something to say?" Uncle Maori pretended to cough twice and glanced sideways at me.
"That that today's breakfast tastes so good, Sister Xiaolan is so fat!" Oops, I'm so nervous, I originally wanted to say "It's great"
The low pressure is turning into a tsunami!
"Xiaohui" The air-conditioned voice made Xiaolan look particularly like a royal sister.
"Sister Xiaolan, I was wrong!" I stood down decisively. Anyway, this is not the first time I have used this trick. What's the use of moral integrity? Is life valuable? Give me a break.
"Xiaolan knows everything about what happened to you yesterday. It's not too late for you to apologize." Conan leaned into my ear and whispered.
What? ! Xiaolan really knows that I drink? Damn it, this guy Conan doesn¡¯t know how to cover it up for me. It¡¯s a shame I¡¯ve helped him so many times before.
But now is not the time to get entangled with Conan. I felt anxious and simply gave up. I lowered my head. At the same time, Xiaolan also spoke with me.
"Sister Xiaolan, I won't dare to get drunk next time!"
"Xiaohui, you came back too late yesterday!"
What?
Xiaolan and I were stunned for a moment at the same time. Xiaolan narrowed her eyes. The aura that had been on her body just like a knife just now suddenly emitted a black air that was almost visible to the naked eye: "Have you been drinking? Hoho~ My Xiaohui is actually here when I'm not here." Did you become a bad boy when you found out?"
My day! Conan, you tricked me!
I turned to look at Conan angrily and found that this bastard was actually making the sign of the cross on me!
"Impossible! I'm not! I didn't!" I rejected the three associations and threw them away without thinking, and I shook my head like a rattle. I absolutely cannot admit this kind of thing. If I admit it, I will be dead!
"Oh? Then can you tell me how you got drunk?"
Xiaolan¡¯s sneer is a little bit eye-catching, but this question is not difficult at all for me, it is a score-rewarding question.
I straightened my chest and declared to the people present in a very proud tone: "To be honest, I am allergic to juice, and I will get drunk if I drink juice!"
For the first time in my life, I felt that the setting of getting drunk after drinking juice was really good. I quietly wiped away the non-existent cold sweat and looked at a few people with pride.
"You will get drunk if you drink juice? Really?" Xiaolan looked at me with doubt in her eyes.
"Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, ask Officer Sato, she knows!" I'm so smart. Sometimes people's desire to survive can really create miracles.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome""Xiaolan smiled slightly, turned and walked to the kitchen. After a while, she brought a glass of orange juice and put it in front of me.
"Drink, if you can really get drunk, I will believe what you say." Xiaolan's expression clearly told me that she didn't believe my lies at all.
Just drink, no matter who you are afraid of!
I picked up the orange juice and drank it in one gulp. Then, without any surprise, the earth began to shake before my eyes.
"Sister Xiaolan, please don't move. I haven't recovered from yesterday's hangover. I feel dizzy when you move like this"
"No way! I'm actually really drunk!"
Xiaolan¡¯s disbelieving voice sounds so cute.
"cut!"
"Conan, you bastard, don't think that I can't hear your voice because I'm drunk"
"XiaolansisterI'm a little dizzy. I'll take a nap first. Could you pleaseget me up after a while, becauseI still have togo to school, hiccup! Bang!"
After barely finishing this sentence, my face came into close contact with the table. The table was so hard that it hurt.
"Ah, you brat, you even knocked over my wine glass!"
Uncle Maori¡¯s somewhat angry voice sounded in my ears, but it seemed to be far away from me.
¡°Uncle, don¡¯t drink alcohol in the early morning, it¡¯s not good for your health. Well, it feels so comfortable to float and sink
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"Oops!"
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but I suddenly woke up and suddenly found that I was no longer in the house, but on the Shinkansen train. Conan and Uncle Maori were sitting opposite each other by the window, looking boredly at the passing scenery outside. Xiaolan was sitting opposite me, sitting with me near the aisle.
"Ahhuh?"
who I am? Where am I? What should I do?
The high-speed train made me a little confused. If I remember correctly, I should still be at the dining table in the office, right? What's happening here?
"Ah, Xiaohui, you finally woke up!" Xiaolan's clear and sweet voice made my mind become slightly clearer.
"Sister Xiaolan" I got drunk twice in a row. It's really uncomfortable. I still feel a little upset in my stomach. No matter what, I will never forgive her if she doesn't compensate me this time! He actually didn't believe what I said.
"I'm sorry, Xiaohui, I shouldn't have disbelieved you." Xiaolan clasped her hands together, made a pitiful look, and apologized to me: "I really didn't expect that a glass of juice could make you so drunk. Can you forgive my sister?"
"I forgive you!" Really, with such a cute face, it makes people angry.
"Really? Xiaohui, you are so kind!" After hearing my words, Xiaolan showed a surprised expression and hugged me into her arms.
?? Warm fragrance and warm jade, the fragrance is like orchid, happy
"cut!"
Conan turned his head and snorted, drawing my attention back again. The familiar snort seemed to have happened not long ago.
Good boy, if you dare to trick me, let¡¯s settle old and new grudges together!
"I like sister Xiaolan the most!" I hugged Xiaolan with my back and filled her arms!
"Really, Xiaohui is such a coquettish child, so cute!" Xiaolan extended her slender finger dotingly and scratched my nose without noticing anything was wrong.
Hey hey hey, little guy, fight with me!
I proudly looked towards Conan, but when I looked over, I saw a ferocious face that looked like an evil ghost.
Let Xiaolan go, or I will kill you!
Conan¡¯s vicious eyes showed his thoughts to me without concealment. Jealousy has changed this man beyond recognition.
"Gudong!" My little heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and I let go of my hand and laughed dryly.
¡°Well, she is my brother¡¯s girlfriend after all, so just tease him. I have always been very brotherly. Scared or anything, absolutely nothing
"Sister Xiaolan, where are we going?" In order to cover up my embarrassment, I had to raise a new topic with Xiaolan.
"Hakone."
"Hakone? Why are you going to Hakone?" I, the monk Zhanger, was confused.
"Ah, you came back too late yesterday, and you didn't even hear what we were saying. In fact, dad received a letter from Mr. Kuroki Jiro, Hayaka Shizuyama's disciple, saying that Mr. Hayaka seemed to be suicidal. Please ask dad. Let¡¯s go to Hakone and have a look.¡± Xiaolan explained to me with a smile.
"Zhaohe Jingshan? Blackwood"Mr? "I turned to look at Conan.
"Teacher Zaohe is a famous Japanese painting painter. When I came to Tokyo for an exchange meeting before, I seemed to have a good chat with my uncle." Conan said calmly while looking at the scenery outside the window.
"I see, but let's go to Hakone now. What should I do at my school? Do you want to take a leave?" As I said that, I looked at Xiaolan expectantly.
"It's true, Xiaohui, you're so sleepy." Xiaolan looked at me dumbfounded: "Today is Saturday. Let's go to Hakone to stay for a day and return to Tokyo tomorrow. It won't delay your schooling."
¡°So that¡¯s it, that¡¯s great!¡± I said duplicitously. What a sad story.
"Well, um Xiaohui, I want to discuss something with you." After answering my question, Xiaolan hesitated, looked at me and said softly.
"Huh? If you have anything to say, just say it, Sister Xiaolan."
Just like when I was a kid, no matter what you want, I will promise you.
"Thank you, Xiaohui. Actually, I just hope that you won't go home too late in the future. Think about it, you are a child with such an eye-catching appearance. What if you are hurt by a bad person? Everyone is very worried. I'm worried about you. Yesterday, both Dad and Conan were so worried that they didn't even eat!" Xiaolan looked at me with a gentle face, with a hint of pleading in her watery eyes.
Hearing Xiaolan¡¯s words, I couldn¡¯t help but turn around and look at the two people. I didn¡¯t expect that these two people, even though they didn¡¯t say it on the surface, actually cared about me so much. This made me feel a warm feeling in my heart.
"Don't get me wrong, I just happened to have no appetite yesterday."
"Hmph! You're just a little kid who stays up all night every now and then. What do you mean! If your parents come to blame me in the future, where do you want my famous detective Mouri Kogoro to put his face!"
The two people showed off their strength in unison.
Although Xiaolan smiled and said nothing, I knew that she must not have eaten last night.
When I think about Xiaolan and the others, they can¡¯t eat well, can¡¯t sleep, and are restless because of me, a feeling of guilt fills my heart.
"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaolan, I won't do it next time." I lowered my head and whispered.
"Good boy! Then let's make an agreement. From now on, your access control will be at nine o'clock in the evening. After nine o'clock, no matter what the situation is, you must call home to explain the situation and apply for permission. Do you understand?" When Xiaolan received my reply, she was overjoyed. She clapped her hands and issued new "rules" to me. I was dumbfounded.
Wait, wait, wait, it¡¯s a bit messy, let me sort it out.
It seems that what I just said was "go back early", right? Did I say I would definitely go back before nine o'clock? Huh? How did the topic turn to access control?
"wait¡¡"
I was about to object when I was interrupted by Xiaolan: "A manly man, let me tell you the truth. Although Xiaohui is still very young, he is already a man. He won't keep his word, right?"
"this¡¡"
"Right?!"
"Yes." Xiaolan, your expression is so scary
"Be good! Obedient children are the cutest." After receiving a satisfactory answer, Xiaolan happily touched my head.
"Xiaolan, when did you learn the routine? My brother, I am so heartbroken"
Hakone is not far from Tokyo, only an hour¡¯s drive away. The most famous hot spring in the area is the hot spring. Speaking of Hakone Hot Spring, few people in Japan know about it. It is a relatively famous leisure resort.
When I talk about Hakone, I think of Kanagawa (Hakone is in Kanagawa Prefecture). Speaking of which, the last time we came to Kanagawa, it was because we were going to the castle in Yokosuka to look for the Dream Egg (Yokosuka is also in Kanagawa Prefecture). In a few months, we went there Passed by, time flies so fast.
"I don't know how Miss Natsumi is doing now." After getting off the car and leaving the station, Conan stood beside me and said softly. He and I wanted to go together.
"There should be no problem. Last time I went to Paris, Miss Natsumi and the old housekeeper Mr. Sawabe had bought a new house, and the cake shop where Miss Natsumi worked was doing very well." I responded to Conan and took a deep breath. One breath.
Although Hakone is not far from Tokyo, when you get here, it feels like you are in another world. The air is very fresh, which is completely different from Tokyo.
"Ah! You must be Mr. Maori!" Not long after we left the station, a dark-faced young man pushed a bicycle and approached us.
"Could it be that you are"
"Yes, I am the black guy who sent you the invitation letter."Jiro is currently studying Japanese painting under Mr. Hayaka. "Young man, no, Kuroki bowed deeply to Uncle Maori and said, "I'm really sorry for bothering you when you are so busy. "
"No, you're too polite. Teacher Zaohe and I are old acquaintances. If the teacher has any troubles, I will definitely help." Uncle Maori was polite at first, and then said seriously: "How is the teacher now? Are you really suicidal? Why? The teacher is obviously a very open-minded person."
"Maybe it's because of his old age. Sensei hasn't published any new works for three months." Kuroki explained while walking with us: "Not to mention the lack of inspiration, Sensei's hands have also started to It started to tremble, and it was difficult to even hold the paintbrush, and my mood became unstable because of it. I felt high at one moment and downcast at the other"
"That's why I have the tendency to commit suicide." Uncle Maori said clearly.
"Yeah" Kuroki nodded slightly, responding to Uncle Maori's words.
Artists are always sensitive. There are countless artists who have committed suicide in the world. Van Gogh committed suicide, Hemingway committed suicide, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa also committed suicide. Because so many people committed suicide, suicide seemed to be the highest state of the artist for a time. . Some people may think that they committed suicide because they were too hypocritical, or because they were not smart enough and were blinded by certain things, which led them to a dead end. But in fact, the opposite is true. These people were too smart and saw through this at a glance. The filthiness of the world and the darkness of human nature are why we resolutely reach the end of our lives without compromising with the world.
I have always had a lot of respect for these people who have the courage to devote themselves to art. After all, people like me who are afraid of death will probably never experience that profound state in this life, so I just thought about it for a while and turned to the artist. Putting everything aside, instead of thinking about why the painter wanted to die, I should think about my own affairs carefully.
"What are you doing? With a serious expression on your face, you are silent. Is there any news about another organization?" A group of people walked into the bamboo forest. Conan followed me at the back of the group and asked me.
"No, I'm thinking about a serious issue." I shook my head.
"What's the problem? Tell me about it? Maybe I can help you." Conan was intrigued by me and asked me.
"I always feel that I seemed to have said a lot to Galliver last night, and some of the content seemed quite important, but I just can't remember it."
"Can't remember? How much wine did you drink?"
"Damn it, I feel like it's something important, but I just can't remember it." Do you want me to call that guy? Well, thinking about it carefully, I don¡¯t think I left that guy¡¯s phone number
"Well, now that you're here, don't worry so much. Just soak in the hot spring here and relax. Maybe you will remember it as soon as you relax." Conan patted my shoulder to comfort me, his face The sincere expression on his face almost made me forget that this guy had framed me a few hours ago.
Walking all the way into the depths of the bamboo forest, an old man in casual clothes appeared in our field of vision. He had white beard and hair and looked to be at least seventy years old. It seemed that if there were no accidents, this old man should be Hayakawa Shizuyama.
"It's great to have friends come from afar. Thank you for your hard work for coming all the way." The old man smiled cheerfully at us, without any hint of suicidal tendencies.
"I came all the way looking for the call of the oriole. I didn't expect to see Teacher Jingshan here. It's really nice that the teacher is in such good spirits." Uncle Maori stepped forward skillfully and exchanged greetings.
"No, no, I also got better after I came here to recuperate." After hearing Uncle Maori's slightly flattering words, the old man seemed even happier.
I found a big rock nearby and sat on it, and continued to think about my questions.
The ancient Chinese said that it is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. This really makes sense. The warm sunshine shines through the bamboo leaves and into the bamboo forest. There is full of green light everywhere. Just one look at it makes people feel refreshed and relaxed.
After chatting for a moment, the group of people began to walk back. After a while, an antique-looking Japanese-style building appeared in front of us. A middle-aged woman who looked to be in her thirties or forties came up with a broom in hand.
"This is Miss Noriko Yamamoto, who takes care of the teacher's daily life." Kuroki stepped forward and introduced everyone.
"Miss Noriko, we have distinguished guests here today. Could you please make some delicious food to entertain the guests." Jingshan said happily, and Miss Noriko nodded in agreement, with a hint of loyalty on her round face. .
Suddenly, ?A boy who looked about seven or eight years old ran over holding a canvas and showed off his work to Miss Noriko.
¡°Look, look, look, I drew this myself, it¡¯s not bad.¡±
The boy smiled proudly. However, Shizuyama Hayawa, who had always been kind to us, changed his face when he saw the little boy. The smiling face that was full of energy just now turned gray in an instant.
"Miss Noriko! I told you, children are absolutely not allowed here!" Jingshan shouted at Miss Noriko.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Ms. Noriko bowed and apologized to Jingshan: "My mother was seriously ill and couldn't take care of the child, so I brought him here"
"That won't work either!" Jingshan rudely interrupted Miss Noriko's words and said without mercy: "Send him away immediately! I don't want to see him again, understand!"
Jingshan¡¯s sudden change of attitude made everyone present feel at a loss. The little boy was yelled at by Jingshan until his eyes filled with tears and he was trembling.
Therefore, it is really a headache for old people to be unreasonable sometimes, especially for a celebrity with such a high reputation as Hayaka Shizuyama. Once he becomes willful, no one can control him.
I sighed, walked to the side, waved to the little boy, and took out the lollipop given to me by Galliver from my pocket.
The little boy was obviously hesitant, but when he saw the lollipop in my hand, his eyes lit up and he came towards me.
"Is it delicious?" I asked the little boy eating the lollipop.
"tasty."
"Tell me what it tastes like, okay?"
"Peach flavored."
"Sure enough." I knew that guy Garif had no good intentions.
"What happened to the peach-flavored candies?" Conan asked me with some confusion.
"It's not obvious. As long as I dip into candies containing juice, I will definitely get drunk. That guy must be deliberately trying to laugh at my jokes."
"No, isn't it normal to have fruit-flavored candies? Are you suffering from paranoia?" Conan was full of doubts about my judgment.
"It's definitely not that I'm being careless. I have full confidence in that guy's integrity."
"It's up to you." Conan shrugged, stopped entangled with me, and turned to the little boy and asked, "Have you not seen Teacher Jingshan before?"
"Well, but I have seen that old man sitting in the bamboo forest over there painting." The little boy pointed to the place where we just met Hayahashiyama.
"That's it, how is Grandpa's painting skills?" Conan is very patient when it comes to children.
"Grandpa is very good. He draws super fast, at least three times faster than me!" The little boy hesitated and stretched out three fingers towards us.
"Eh? Is that so? So awesome." Conan responded to the little boy's words, but the expression on his face gradually became serious.
¡°As for me, my attention was attracted by another word in the little boy¡¯s words.
Three times? Why does this word sound so familiar
"I'm here to help you. Of course, I won't help you in vain. As for the salarywell, let's calculate it as three times my previous salary. How about it?"
Familiar words suddenly flashed through my mind, reminding me of what I said to Galliver last night. It made me want to open my head to see what kind of structure was inside and how it could be said. Then come on.
"What's wrong with you?" Conan asked, looking at me who was becoming extremely frustrated with a puzzled look on his face.
"Brother, the situation is not good. I may have attracted a very troublesome person." I said with a sad face.
"That Galliver?" Conan immediately thought of the person he met yesterday.
"Yes" I was about to respond, but unexpectedly the cell phone on me suddenly rang. As soon as I connected, the urgent voice of the housekeeper came from inside.
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